Blow Out (1981) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy) |
Blow Out is an intriguing noir thriller from Brian DePalma, in which a sound man fortuitously records a traffic accident, except that his recording proves it was no accident, and that fact puts his life in danger, because the dead man was a presidential hopeful. It stars John Travolta in the only significant role of his first period of stardom that didn't involve singing and/or dancing. That was 1977-1981, during which he did Saturday Night Fever, Grease, and Urban Cowboy. Blow Out was the last good movie he made until Pulp Fiction 13 years later. Between Blow Out and Pulp Fiction (1982-1993), his highest rated movie was Look Who's Talking! (only 5.5 at IMDb). Four of his films from that era are rated in the 3's and 4's (Ed Wood range) at IMDb: Perfect, Two of a Kind, Staying Alive, Look Who's Talking Too. |
| Travolta fell so far from
1982 to 1993 that his fee per film had dropped to $50,000 by 1994. I
think he's back up around seven million now!
Of course, Travolta has also made awful movies, in fact made his two worst movies, during his young, good-looking star period (Moment by Moment), and his old, chubby star period (Battlefield Earth). |
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| Blow Out is a good movie,
although it has some fairly serious weaknesses. The mystery in the
script may be a bit too complicated, other people have noted some
logic errors, there are too many cartoon characters, and the level of
paranoia shown by the screenwriter makes Oliver Stone seem like a
member of the Warren Commission. It is partially a prisoner of its
time, when it was considered a political thriller with a definite
liberal P.O.V. That was an epoch with a different political climate,
when government eavesdropping, spying, cover-ups and conspiracies were
the flavor of the day. Today the film plays out better if you just let
the paranoia wash over you, and enjoy the mano-a-mano aspects of it.
Then why do I say it's a good movie? Well, it's fun to watch, and DePalma showed off a lot of fancy and creative technique which I enjoyed. There are many overhead shots, including a seeming unfilmable helicopter shot of Travolta driving a car through some important government buildings and courtyards. I loved some of the scene transitions he created in the editing room, and the way he played around with the suspense cliches. The tension in the individual scenes is excellent, especially the final scene in which Travolta chases the bad guy (John Lithgow) and Nancy Allen through Philadelphia. Travolta has to follow them. Allen is wired and knows it, but doesn't realize that she's with a bad guy, so is not providing any help. Very clever stuff. The best thing about this movie is the ending, which is one of the best I've ever seen. So many people don't know how to end a movie, but this one is sheer genius. Not only did DePalma avoid the usual Hollywood happy ending baloney, but he came up with one of the most heartbreaking things you can imagine, which is not only clever but perfectly logical in the movie's own terms. If the situation doesn't get you, the music will. You have to be pretty tough not to pass a tear or two when you see this one. By the way, respected critic Pauline Kael pulled no punches and simply said "it's a great movie". |
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Trivia:
The original cinematographer was Vilmos Zsigmond (Close Encounters, The Deer Hunter), who is one of the best. Two reels of the original footage were lost or stolen in the post-production period, and Zsigmond was unavailable, so the scenes had to be re-shot with a different cinematographer. DePalma managed to hire another Hungarian, Laszlo Kovacs (Five Easy Pieces, Marvin Gardens), who is also a brilliant cinematographer, and who also fled from Hungary in the aftermath of the 1956 revolution. Both the original and the substitute footage are excellent. Both of those fine Hungarian cinematographers are still active today. In 2000 Zsigmond did The Body, that Banderas-Jacobi movie about finding the body of Christ. (Poor movie, but the cinematography was fine.) In the same year, Kovacs did Miss Congeniality. |
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